My last weekend

This past weekend was my last weekend in NYC as a New Yorker. It is weird saying good-bye to a city that I first wanted to leave everyday and now I am loathing to leave. NYC has forever changed me and I will never ever be the same. This city has seen me broken but I have also experienced my greatest highs here. I have made incredible friends and have been involved in a supportive community. I will miss all of them deeply.

This past Friday, Cindy and Lupe and I went to No Malice Palace in Alphabet City which was a lot of fun. The place reminds me of Nasty's in Austin. It is a little on the dirty side but has awesome old-school hip-hop and a lot of dancing.

Saturday, Cindy and I went to watch the UT vs TT game at Stout. It was fun but I realized that I am way passed the college stage. I don't love watching the games like I once did. UT won by the way.

Sunday, I went to my last TGC service and it was sad. TGC has been my home for some time and I am nervous to find another church like that in Chicago. Then I went to have lunch with Amna and Rafia at Cafeteria in Chelsea. It was great spending time with those two girls. Then I met Jenny for dinner and drinks. We ate and then we sat in Central park for 2 hours and just caught up on life. I love the conversations you can have with someone where you don't need to sensor anything and they know your heart so that you don't have to worry about judgement; so refreshing.

It is Monday and I have a lot to do these next four days because I am leaving for Benin on Thursday!